Try to get a fresh salmon head from a Siberian Husky.
You’ll lose a hand.
My dad gave me a bag of fresh deer legs for my mixed pack of Dobermans and Ibizan Hounds.
Things went from sweet gentle puppers to bloody call of the wild in 20 seconds flat.
Had a helluva time getting the deer legs away from them before werewolf mode kicked in.
Geeze.